"You can't judge things with your eyes alone. You must also use your heart. Don't let appearances blind you. Could an ordinary little pig possibly take the initiative to form a soul contract with you without you, its summoner, noticing at all?"
Hearing Cai'er's words, tearful Chen Yinger slowly raised her head. The others were also filled with surprise. No one had expected Cai'er, who usually spoke so little, to say something like that—words that struck straight at the heart of the matter.
Chen Jier wiped the tears from her face and picked up the little pig in front of her again. Though she still found it rather repulsive, she was feeling much better. Unable to resist, she said to it, "You... what abilities do you actually have? I'm so upset. I don't care, you have to make it up to me. Otherwise, I'd rather not have a Lifebound Summoned Beast than take you outside with me."
"Snort, snort." The little pig grunted twice, its long snout twitching forward. Then its tiny eyes suddenly lit up, revealing faint ripples of distortion.
The same ripples appeared in Chen Jier's eyes. She immediately froze, staring wide-eyed at the little pig.
"Just as expected, it's no ordinary creature. This is spiritual transmission," Lin Xin said in surprise.
Spiritual transmission was a special ability that only high-level magical beasts could use.
During the entire process of spiritual transmission, Chen Yinger's expression changed rapidly. At first, she was stunned. Gradually, a trace of delight replaced her shock, and a charming curve formed at the corners of her lips.
Though they did not know what she had learned from the little pig, judging by her reaction, it clearly was not useless.
No one rushed her. They simply waited quietly. Before long, the distorted light in Chen